We met for lunch yesterday, where he brought me a mini bouquet, took my car to fill it up with gas (I rode to work with the gas light on), washed it and watched me stuff my face with pizza at Cici's! One of the many things I love about marriage: Eating at a pizza buffet and feeling no shame that your husband watched you inhale your food like a boa constrictor. Unhinge jaw, swallow whole.
Anyways, when I got home from work we managed to squeeze a little impulse time in before Bible study and wound up at the animal shelter where we almost went home with her:
And these two little guys, if I had been able to (because who can separate brothers?!):
We were all set to come back on Monday and take home our dog-baby...but somewhere on the trip home, decided we should wait until the cat is "gone" (don't make me say "dead"!)...because we both know she'd act a fool if we brought home a 'sibling', and probably communicate her disapproval by treating our house and carpet like her litter box.
Since The Deputy has had that girl for the past 13 years, and I've become quite attached to her in the past 3 years that I've known her, we decided to take that into consideration and hold off on the pups.
I'm not gonna lie, I woke up pretty disappointed this morning. And my motives were almost 100% selfish...I'd like to have 'someone' around while The Deputy works. I have family close ( I mean close...my sister lives 5 miles from me), friends close and a nephew I can hang out with any time I want to. But it would be nice to have a little someone of my own.
Has anyone else ever done something this crazy to cure the LEOW blues?